My trip to Morocco, the enchanting land. Morocco it is a chaotic and delightful, spellbinding, mysterious metropolisVisiting Morocco has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. I’ve always wanted to ride a camel, see the desert, explore maze-like medinas, and drink tea with Berbers. As I stood overlooking the Sahara one morning, marveling at the rhythmic, undulating dunes of the desert, I realized that my dream had come true. For miles around, the dunes rolled like red-tinged waves in the sea.
I had ridden a camel to the spot where I would gaze at a million stars that night, smiling at the fact I was nally somewhere I had dreamed about under the same stars thousands of miles away.
I gorged myself on couscous, drank my body weight in mint tea, hiked, and absorbed the sights and sounds of Morocco. Morocco is an incredibly destination. At times, it was trying, stressful, chaotic, and overloaded my senses, but for all the stresses of travel, it was a country where I felt out of my element and like I was truly somewhere new and different.I loved that feeling and everything else about Morocco.